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Hey, I follow blogs that have gone months without being updated. Why do I follow them, again? I'm not sure!

It's interesting how being banded and everything related to it doesn't consume so many of my thoughts anymore. It's just My Life. I don't get mad when I look at something I want to eat and think "I can't have that" because I know it's something that's likely to get stuck. That's just how it is. Things do still get stuck on occasion, because I still choose poorly sometimes or eat too quickly or whatever, but there are definitely foods I avoid now with regularity.

Maintaining is also interesting. I feel a little bad about it, but mostly I'm OK with it because it fits into where I am right now. I make decent choices, I exercise enough and there it is.

Yesterday I went shopping with my mother for clothes. This hasn't happened to years. It was too embarrassing to go our separate ways as she looked in misses' and I looked in women's (when she wore a smaller size). Or we went to stores that didn't carry my size, and I'd discover this when I found something I liked and flipped to the back of the rack. I don't like shopping very much anyway, and shopping with her can be a challenge because we have very different tastes.

This time it went pretty well. She helped me pick out some outfits and I tried them on in the dressing room. I couldn't wear a few L shirts because of the whole boobage issue, but otherwise it was good. I really liked how the dress fit me. I actually thought...hey, I have a waist and it's not huge! I did refuse to go back into the dressing room to try on more shirts, though. One stint in there is enough for me, thank you.

I feel OK with myself for the first time in a very, very long time. I feel like my best approximation of normal. ;)